“Want to buy a lady? Or maybe a sir?” one of the vendors leered at Minor.

It really feels like Wildbow is going out of his way to give the Merchants every single negative trait.
Anyway, no thanks.
Got one already.
A group of men and women were gathered in a ‘stall’ behind him, watched by another Merchant. Were they whores or slaves?
Bit of both, probably. The need for what seems to be a guard isn’t exactly a good sign.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to think too long about it.
Me neither.